From The Road 0001

Greetings from the road, my fellow Chasers! I had a strange adventure
last night, and I wanted to share it with you all. This blog comes to
you from my cellphone, so excuse any misspellings, etc.

I was at a pickle park for the night when I saw an extended cab pickup
pull in a good ways from me. The driver got out of the truck and just
hung out behind it as he smoked his pipe. That really caught my
attention!

After a while, I walked over to talk to the guy, and see if I could get
him to play some with me. I had already decided I wanted to play with
this Daddy when I first laid eyes on him. He wore a cap over salt and
pepper hair, he wore a dark tan Carhart jacket over a dark shirt and old
jeans. His workboots supported his stocky frame, and even in the low
light after sunset, the white of his bushy stache stuck out for me to
fantasize about. He puffed at that pipe as we made small talk.

Minutes later, I squat low in front of this daddy, and I savored his
fat, uncut pecker. He wasn't huge, I'd guess about 5 inches, but he was
the perfect mouthful. Strangely, he never took his hands out of his
coat pockets other than to smoke his pipe. I opened his fly, got access
to his boner, took care of business, and put his piece back in his
jeans.

I made small talk before I went back to my truck, and that's when it got
weird.

You from around here, I asked him. He took a long puff of his pipe. I
live in the area, about a few miles from here, he said. I just decided
to come out here and get a little peace and quiet. His voice was deep
and a bit hoarse. A strange look of serenity showed on his face now
where a look of nervousness had been.

I work for the Sheriff's department as a deputy.

My heart sank to my feet, my face felt hot, and I closed my eyes for a
second longer than I normally would. All I could think was "Oh fuck."

I appreciate the blowjob, he added. I gotta get going. With that, he
put his pipe back under his bushy white mustache, got in his pickup, and
drove away.

I don't know if he told me that to scare me shitless, or just to give me
more of a hardon. What do you think? And yes, he showed me the badge.

TruckChasing Gone Bad

I've been wanting to feature a few horror stories from truckers and chasers about being assaulted while chasing, or harassed or arrested by law enforcement while chasing. I realize my website deals with the starry-eyed fantasies of chasing truckers, and with the animal lust involved in having sex with truckers in a big rig, but I always feel we don't hear enough about the times when chasing truckers gets us in trouble.

If you are reading this, and you've had any misfortunes with past truckchasing, I ask you, as a personal favor, to please hit the "comment" link, and share your experience with the rest of us.

You don't have to be a great writer, you don't have to impress anyone with how "hot" or how "hung" the trucker or you were. You don't have to try a fascinating story line, and you don't have to reveal any private details about yourself.

All I ask is that you just share with us what happened to you that made your truckchasing experience a bad one. Be sure to include the events or reasons that led you to find yourself in trouble, tell us exactly what happened, and then tell us the end result of that situation.

You'd be doing everyone a HUGE favor by sharing your experiences.

From the bottom of my heart I thank you.